A Face in the Darkness

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Legs blocked the walkway of the bottom bleacher. The vacant dark corner across the gymnasium beckoned Allie to come hither and hide in the shadows it provided. No one knew her; she had remained as faceless now as she had on the first day at this school. Coming to this dance was a mistake. Who was she kidding that she would be able to fit in at this school?

No matter what alias she used something always happened to make life miserable for her no matter where they moved. Why couldn’t she be like the rest of them?

What would it be like to be just a human?

The empty corner was not empty after all. Golden yellow eyes of one of the boys from her science class met hers. Had he been waiting for her here all along?

His name – Luke, Larry, Lonny, she faked knowing him as awkward as being near him seemed to be, “Hiya, great dance.”

“Hi to you, it’s just a school dance like any other. You’re Allie, right?” He allowed her a bit of the corner with the shadow blocking the view of the dance floor. “Are you here alone?”

Allie looked beside her to see if anyone was standing next to her. Nope, no one there. “that is a pretty good guess.”

He shifted his weight off the wall. “I don’t normally like to dance, but I like this song. Would you like to dance?” His hand extended in the offer.

Refuse? Any other time Allie would refuse, but his smile enticed her. “This is awful for me to admit, I never caught your name.” Her fingers touched his in reluctant acceptance. “Is it Luke?”

His smile grew. “Yes, I’m Luke.”

The moment he put his hand on her waist and held her hand she knew more about him besides his name. He was just like her. The first one she had ever met. No longer did she feel so alone in a world of humans. Allie didn’t have to be faceless forever. Maybe now she would be able to leave her Aliases in the past.

Copyright © 2017 by Linda Nelson

What’s a Typical Spring Day?

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You could call it a typical spring day but what is normal anyway? For me, I believe there is no such thing as normal not with all the crazy things that have been happening to me since I woke up to find myself in that casket. I’m sure they almost buried me alive. I’m not sure who was freaked out more, me or those who were sitting about at the funeral home when I sat up and looked around. My voice sounding like a squeak as the words couldn’t work their way from my throat.

Then to hear Aunt Cara tell everyone ten reasons why I should have died sooner just appalled me. I never knew she thought of me that way. I don’t remember that time being mentioned when I pushed my cousin Gail into the pool. She claimed I did it maliciously. But what about that time that Gail rammed her bike into mine? She never was reprimanded for that incident. Come to think of it, maybe Aunt Cara never liked me.

Now she must really hate me after what I did to her that day when I sat up in the coffin. The day I ripped open her throat and drank all her blood.

It sucks being a vampire.

Copyright © 2017 by Linda Nelson